Quan Jingwu put down the file, and Shen Hao understood and passed him the envelope.
He reached out and took it. There was no mark on the white envelope. It was impossible to tell who sent it.
He opened the envelope and saw that there was only a folded piece of paper inside.
Quan Jingwu took out the paper and unfolded it. As his eyes met the handwriting on the paper, the corners of his thin lips slowly lifted.
"Find a vase and put the flower in it."
At his icy voice, Shen Hao immediately understood.
By the looks of it, he probably guessed right.
It was indeed sent by his wife.
Luckily he didn't throw it away. Otherwise, it would have been a sin.
"Yes."
Shen Hao walked out with the flower in his hand. As soon as he left, he ran into Yi Kai squatting at the door.
"Damn it."
He cursed softly, fearing he might have been scared to death.
"What are you doing here?"
Yi Kai stood up, glared at him, "Of course waiting for you, why are you holding a flower again?"
